we are all artists

Serendipity is one of my favourite words. And it feels serendipitous that I started reading a book I'd never have considered, except it was on my floor and so I did – I'm still finding it v v interesting and am reading it with a smile on my face as the style of the write just tickles my fancy nicely. It's been telling me all about how our mind fills in things as we can't possibly remember every detail of what happens – all the things we saw, felt, wore, said etc, so we remember the key bits and then later fill in the rest – except we don't realise we're doing this, we think we are recalling it all. I like this quote lots:

“Perceptions are portraits not photographs, and their form reveals the artists hand every bit as much as it reflects the things portrayed.”

Yesterday was full of frustrations but today is a new day. In creating what I see today, I shall try and make it as lovely and colourful as possible. Already I've had an unexpected gift through the post and the rain has stopped hammering so I might just squeeze in a brief bit of door knocking before heading off to work. I wish you rainbows in your artistry today too :D